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  • "I can't remember the names of these things in English" he said, "but I know they are called L'Amour En Cage in French."

    He was speaking to me but I could tell his head was elsewhere. His eyes focused intently on the small jewel in his hand.

    "I don't believe that love should be kept in cages. Like birds, they want nothing more than freedom. To fly far and wide, to swoop and soar without a care in the world, to follow the wind and land where they may..."
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